I dreamed I was experiencing starvation.
My mouth no longer salivated upon thought.
My stomach no longer rumbled at smells.
My mind no longer yearned for sustenance.
I was dreaming of emptiness... emotional emptiness. And, the only thing that kept me living was the hope that seared my cheeks in the form of fat, warm tears.
I awoke gasping and I vowed never to be empty. Life filled my lungs and I drifted...
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black bean confetti salad 2.0
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I was in Paris* last week — no, I cannot believe I get to utter sentences
like that so casually, either, pinch me — and it was really, truly, and
surpris...
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